Thursday, February 26, 2009

I ask you

Does it get any prettier than this???

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

the difference a day makes


Four inches of snow fell here today.
Our 'bird treat' was very busy. I tried to take photos, but a combination of shooting through window and plastic, and skittish birds made for very blurry pictures. But you can make your own bird treat and watch your own birds... that's almost as fun...

1 cup almond butter
1/2 cup cornmeal
1/2 cup birdseed
1/2 apple, peeled, cored, and minced
1/2 cup raisins minced

Mix it all together and form into a ball. Shove it into a mesh produce bag, and hang up for the birds. Try to put it somewhere that squirrels can't get to, as they'll devour it in seconds.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Shrove Tuesday

Happy start of Lent.
This is the best crepe recipe I've ever tried... found it at Of course I have to increase it by a factor of 6 just to keep my family happy...

Basic Crepes
  • 1 cup all-purpose flour
  • 2 eggs
  • 1/2 cup milk
  • 1/2 cup water
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 2 tablespoons butter, melted
In a large mixing bowl, whisk together the flour and the eggs. Gradually add in the milk and water, stirring to combine. Add the salt and butter; beat until smooth.

Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each crepe. Tilt the pan with a circular motion so that the batter coats the surface evenly.

Cook the crepe for about 2 minutes, until the bottom is light brown. Loosen with a spatula, turn and cook the other side. Serve hot.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

one foot in front of the other

The only way out is to just walk forward, one step after the other, right?

Today the sun shone, and I spent the day with my sister, and I did some things right, and messed up on others. And I'm keeping on putting one foot in front of the other, and one day I will make it out.

I will.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009


I feel like I might be coming out of the fog now... maybe. This time of year is hard. There's not much I really like about it, and there are too many bad memories associated with it. Spring can't come soon enough.